I am on a roll with editing these chapters. I should have up to chapter 7 or more edited by tomorrow.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer is the lucky one. She owns Twilight.
The next day at school went by uneventful. Embry picked me up for school again this time though he was not forced to pick me up, he was glad to. Kim and I talked so much in social studies that the teacher had to separate us. Quil and Jake sat next to me in French, too. Lunch was just as great as the day before and I actually think I am happy that I came to live in La Push.
After school, Embry dropped me off at my house saying he had to go do something important for Sam but did not leave without promising to hang out this weekend.
When I walked in the kitchen I noticed a note from my dad saying he was working late again. I did not mind that much. I know how much he loves being a doctor. If he could, he would stay at the hospital saving lives 24/7.
After grabbing a snack, I decide to get a jump-start on my homework.
I am halfway through my math notebook when my mind starts wandering to a blueberry muffin recipe I was thinking of trying out. I am bored out of my mind doing homework I might as well make the muffins.
Since I doubt my dad even has flour or even sugar in the house, I grab my wallet and house keys. Since I am not old enough to drive, I have to walk to the store to get the ingredients I need. Luckily, the walk is not very far and I am able to carry the bags home without them breaking on me.
For the next three to four hours I am in my own world and by the time I am done baking I have enough muffins to feed an army or a group of large teenage boys.
I packed up the muffins to bring to Emily's tomorrow.
I wake up the next morning suddenly nervous for some reason but I quickly push it out of my mind. Whenever I do not want to think about a certain thing I focus on thinking about something random. Therefore, I get dress this morning thinking of what the difference is between alligators and crocodiles. By the time, I write a note to my dad telling him where I am going and actually on my way to Emily's with the muffins I have come up with 15 differences.
The walk to Emily's is too short and I start to worry again but I stop when I see Emily come to the door with a smile on her face.
"Hi, Lulu. You're just in time for breakfast," she said while letting me inside where I can hear the noise coming from the kitchen.
"Actually I am not that hungry. I was bored last night so I made some muffins and I needed some taste testers."
"Well you came to the right place," Emily said with a laugh as I followed her into the kitchen.
"Lulu!" Embry said with a mouth full of toast.
"Embry Call, what did I say about eating with your mouth open?" Emily scolded him. I could not help but laugh which caused Embry to glare at me until he noticed what I had in my hands and then he was looking at me like I was Santa Clause with presents.
"What did you bring?" Quil asked catching on.
"Muffins and if you guys are good I will let you be my taste teasers," I tease while setting two containers down on each side of the table.
"We should save some for Paul, he should be home this morning," Emily said to me.
"I came prepared," I answered holding up a third container of muffins that I sat down on the counter behind me and joined in on Emily and Kim's conversation.
"Did you read in the paper about the memorial service that was held yesterday for the students and teachers that were killed in the shooting at Seattle?" Kim asked Emily.
"It's so sad. I feel so sorry for everyone that had to go through what happened," Emily said so sincerely that I had to turn away to whip the few tears that leaked through my eyelids.
Luckily, the front door opened and someone came into the house.
"What is with all the noise? You sound like a pack of wolves," someone said with a laugh. I guessed this was Paul without even turning around.
"Shut up and sit down," Embry said with what I assume a muffin in his mouth.
"Ohhhh…did Emily make muffins again?" Paul asked.
"No, Lulu did and we are her taste teasers," Quil answers.
"Are there any left? I can't believe you guys didn't save any for me," Paul complains while I roll my eyes.
"Here, I saved them because I had a feeling there guys would eat them all," I said while handing him a plate with four muffins on it knowing he will eat them all and probably want more.
I was about to hand him the plate when I look up and meet his eyes. His expression turns from being happy to a way to familiar anger. I am so shocked and scared that I jump back with a yelp and drop the plate of muffins. No one seems to notice me since they are all staring at Paul who has started shaking and looking angrier by the minute. Jared is the first to move and goes up to Paul.
"Let's go, Paul," he said while literally dragging a still shaking Paul outside.
I am still standing there completely stunned when everyone starts getting back to normal. Paul's anger reminds me so much of Tommy's anger on that dreaded day that completely changed my life. I just hoped that Paul's anger was not going to change my life for a second time.
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